The second wave of the Wind Blade Frost Sword Formation arrived as expected.
The density of the Sword Qi in this formation was astonishing, requiring Yan Yu to withstand over a dozen attacks per second. Therefore, he could only use the Huang Tingjian as a heavy shield and the Liangyi Sword as a path-clearing machete, laboriously making his way through the thorny jungle formed by the sword rain.
Anna followed closely behind him, unleashing various witch magics, which were all obliterated under the Wind Blade Frost Sword Formation, completely broken and exhausted.
"So you have no defensive techniques at all," Yan Yu teased as he saw her frustratingly tugging at her blonde hair and scratching her head vigorously. "Oh my, the leader of the Amur Witch's Group can't even handle a formation? What use do I have for you here!"
